I can't keep silent about my love for you

I could tip toe across
the garden of flowers
in your heart,
But
I want to make my presence
a bit more known.

separation from beauty

I can be beautiful,

but do not attach me

to a word

that creates 

so much tension 

between my sisters. 

causing us to fight for

attention

amongst men. 

let me be as free as the wind.

I am a tree,

surrounded by many other trees,

and we each have leaves of

beauty. 

we each

have beauty. 

but we also all

contain different types of

nectar

and we each grow 

in different types of soul. 

but that doesn't make us

any less of nature's

creation. 

I can be beautiful. 

but our hearts make it easier

to tell us apart. 

we are not a word

of separation. 

we all have a part of it

thriving from our roots.

3 Months of Solitary

Month One.

A single flower

Blooming

in a dark room

fed Confusion,

Disgust,

and 

Frustration. 

Month Two. 

Flowers

grow

even in the darkest

places,

even the most

beautiful flowers,

find

solitude

in a lonely

garden.

Month Three.

the flower

sprouts

a

bud.